Shoot Cha In A Minute lyrics

{Chorus: X-Raided & Sicx}
And you don't stop! (Repeats multiple times)

{Verse 1: X-Raided}
Going on a war path, taking n*ggas out like it ain't sh*t
You can't cope when the X-Loc gone hit
A n*gga gotta be, don't even try to be
A friend of me, you just want a piece of me
I know what I see through my eyes
I see another brother living like street wise
Making dollars like a dope man
Making money any way that a n*gga can
Taking your sh*t and selling drugs
Getting drunk, sagging Levis, looking like a duck
Hanging with my n*ggas at the spot
The spot's hot, so I'm looking out for cops
And I spotted one
Told my n*gga Sicx to slap in the clip in the gun
Nine double M, the U-Z-I
You ask why, cause a n*gga ain't gonna die
Like a sucker, I'm going out spraying
Letting fools know X-Raided ain't playing
A murder? Yeah, I had something to do with it
Cause I'll shoot your punk ass in a minute

{Chorus: X-Raided & Sicx}
{Verse 2: X-Raided}
People always ask why I act this way
I say, "Cause I'm a villain, like my homeboy Ren!"
A straight lunatic, a little skitzo
A male hoe, a motherf*cking psycho!
Killing punk n*ggas like flies
You p*ss me off, and everybody dies!
X ain't the one to be ludicrous
Any motherf*cker that I wanna diss, I'm gonna diss
It might be you, if you on the sh*t list
Instead of uncle, I'm a make you say Triple Six
And make you suck four di*ks (slurping sound)
In other words, you can get the duck sick
And you better do it good
Choke this di*k, make me nut real quick
20 seconds like a motherf*ck, it feels like a motherf*ck
So b*tch, suck!
It tastes like chocolate, that's the nickname
Doggy style, I'm known to inflict pain
Making hoes feel real swell
A n*gga with a mind like mine, needs to go to Hell
Where else could a n*gga go? (Sicx: Nowhere!)
In heaven, the motherf*ckers don't allow psychos!
Now the book is closed
A fool like me, killed all them hoes
Cause I'll...
{Chorus: X-Raided & Sicx}
Sample: Shoot a motherf*cka in a minute!

{Verse 3: X-Raided}
The definition for skitzo
Is strictly killing any tough son of a b*tch
When I say tough, I mean thinks he's tough
I'm kind of fed up, a n*gga done had enough!
Of this sh*t, to last me a year or two
What in the f*ck is a n*gga gotta do
Nowadays, to get his point across?
I don't know, I guess you gotta get tossed
Like a salad, the ballad of a menace
You could call this a 10% diss
You get p*ssed, but I don't give a f*ck
You wanna squab, yo, then what the f*ck is up?